Autumn
He said he wanted to be friends, and I laughed AT him.
Blaire
Oh no.
Julie
Eek!
Autumn
Yeah, he revoked his words then left.
Julie
You didn’t stop him?
Autumn
No. I owe him an apology.
Blaire
This isn’t over yet.
Julie
You’ll see him again. It will all work out.
Autumn
Sigh.
I sit on the park bench for thirty more minutes with my back pressed against the wood. When my stomach growls from hunger, I walk the few blocks home and warm up the leftover chicken that’s in my fridge.
No matter how hard I try, I can’t shake the hurt behind his gaze that I caused.
Since I was a kid, I’ve been ridiculously aware of the energy in rooms and of people’s auras. When I felt his shift, I knew I’d fucked up. I’m not a cruel person, he just caught me off guard, something he’s good at.
After I finish eating, I call my little sister, Winter, because I need to talk this out.
Next year, she will complete her residency and will officially be able to open her own practice. She’s currently living in Southern California, loving the sunshine even if she texts me about how much she misses the mountains. That smarty-pants has always given me the most logical advice without emotion, especially in situations like this.
If it weren’t for her talking me through my breakup with Sebastian, I’m not sure where I would be right now.
“Autumn!” she answers with a laugh. Chatter and laughter fills the background.
“Is it a bad time?”
“No, not at all, what’s going on? Everything okay at home?”
“Oh yeah, all is great. Mom still asks me when I’m going to date again and hasn’t stopped.”
She laughs.
“I need some sisterly advice because I’m overthinking again.”